My Sleeping Beauty Husband

Chapter 275 He’s Your Father

When Gigi saw Alston handing the handkerchief to Cynthia, her face was filled

with anger.

“Didn’t he lose his memory? Why did he suddenly treat Cynthia so well? Did he

remember something?”

Gigi panicked when she thought about it. But after careful observation, she

found that Alston didn’t look like he was recovering his memory, but rather a

habit.

Aware of this, she grabbed her skirt and flew into a rage.

“He has lost his memory, but he still remembers being kind to Cynthia. Could it

be that he loved her so much before? If he loves her, it’s no wonder he is

indifferent to me.” Gigi thought.

Alston and Cynthia were immersed in their feelings and did not notice Gigi.

Lorenz didn’t have deep feelings for Alston, so he was the first to react. He

hammered him on the chest, and his face was full of excitement, “Smith, you’re

back. It has been three years, I thought you were dead. Do you

know that Cynthia is worried about you…”

Lorenz was very excited and talked a lot incoherently. Alston looked at him with

a frown. In the past three years, he often dreamed about some things, but they

were all irrelevant. He never thought of the important things related to his life

experience.

Even his name, he only remembered that his name was ‘Alston‘!

Looking at the strange expressions of this man and woman, he was faintly

excited. They seemed to know his life experience. The excited man in front of

him called himself ‘Smith‘, so his surname was ‘Smith‘!

Cynthia finally came out of her mood. She ran forward, hugged Alston, buried

her face in his arms and burst

into tears.

This kind of crying was neither forbearing, nor was it pretentious like Gigi. She

was crying loudly, her voice. was hoarse and her whole body trembled. The

mixture of excitement and sadness made her cry out of breath.

Just like Keller just did.

At first, Alston held up his hands, afraid to move. But gradually, he felt the

woman’s mood, and his shirt was wet with her tears, which made him feel very

upset.

He slowly put his hands on Cynthia’s shoulders, and finally put his arms around

His voice was hoarse, full of distress, “Don’t

His voice was soft, comforting the woman in his arms, like she

time, and wiped

at her swollen

Keller. Alston couldn’t help

and hates

He only felt helpless and distressed, but

at all. It was really

It’s been three years. We all

dead. Do you know…

so late? Do you know what you

and a half years old, you

came back.”

hammered his chest, and wept bitterly, venting her

past three years. The tears were going

spoke.

was in a daze now. What she said made

kids‘ parents before. When he

father of the two children?

wife?

He felt so

The two kids were walking around in a hurry. Just

both shocked. After a while, she stopped crying. But

cry again after saying

this man

fist and hammered on Alston’s leg, “Hmph, I don’t like

my mom. I don’t

mom’s leg. Her little face was limp,

sweet and cute, “Mom, don’t cry. Did the bad man

like him now. Let’s go home. I’ll give you all my toys and

Cynthia didn’t allow her to eat more, so she saved

like treasures. Seeing her mother crying now, she also felt sad

her treasures to

hugged Keller

not a bad man. He is

dad!”

Keller’s eyes widened suddenly, “Are

hide under the quilt

every night?”

Alston and Cynthia were both

Cynthia was embarrassed. She didn’t expect her daughter

crying under the

he felt in his

distressed and moved.

I don’t want you.

Keller looked at Alston, her eyes were

was so moved, but she couldn’t make Keller

her and stuffed

arms, rubbing her hair, “I’m not crying because he bullied mom,

him so much.

and he couldn’t go home. But now he’s

toys with

and stay together with

you a

always believed in her mom. She looked

her and lifted her up. Keller liked to be held

immediately coaxed by him,

when she saw that

She felt that the hem of her dress was being pulled,

face was tense, and he frowned when

holding Keller high.

Cynthia squatted down and stroked his curly hair,

you high?”

“No!” Desmond

across Cynthia’s face, “You